I get off of Chance's lap and sigh. I have decided to go see my parents. Chance grabs my wrist and frowns, "Where are you going?"
"To yell at Ruffin, hug Mom, say nothing to Dad and squeeze Kish." I replied. He shook his head whispering, "Don't think that you're getting off my lap so easily, remember you're still in trouble." He winked at me.
He pointed to his lap impatiently. I groaned and climbed back on his lap. He wrapped his freakishly strong arms around my body and pulled me closer.
"Just a half an hour to go." Karlie sighs happily. Kami glared at her sister and shoved her a bit, "You just want to go kiss Daniel all night like yesterday!" She sounded upset. "You're supposed to be a role-model--" Kami tried to explain, but Karlie cut her off by saying, "I am a model."
Karlie shrugged and walked away with her sad sister following her.
I rub my forehead and sigh, why was Chance being such a dork. He was the reason I was crying earlier. You know what, he can yell at me when he get home, or give me more 'trouble' but I am not sitting on his stupid lap for the rest of my wedding.
I climb off his lap and walk to over to my parents ignoring Chance.
"Sweetheart!" My mother exclaims and pulls me into her arms for a loving hug.
"I can't believe you're married!" Kish added in excitedly.
Mom releases me and I give Kish a huge hug. "I missed you." She whispered. I nodded.
"Well, maybe you can tell us why you were crying a while ago?" Ruffin says, that blond girl in his arms.
"Maybe you could tell me the same about you not telling me about Lillie!" I hiss at him.
He sighs and looks at the blond, "Well, we love each other Rosen." He explained merely.
I wave a hand at him and look back at my mother and Kish.
"Why were you actually crying?" Kish asked me curiously.
"Because I didn't tell her where we were going for our honeymoon." Oh no...
Chance puts his arm around my waist and I nod slowly, "Yeah. He's such a dork, and he wouldn't tell me." I play along.
My father scoffs and says, "Kids, Vani, let's go. Come on Kish, your gowns are here. Ruffin, come on, I have Lillie in the car already. Bye Daughter, I'll probably never see." He waves and stomps off.
"Bye Honey, take care of her Chance." She said firmly to him.
Chance gave her a small smile, "I intend to." Such a faker.
"Bye Kish," I call out. She waves and follows after Mom, Ruffin and Blond Chick.
"You're in so much trouble when we get home." He muttered.
I roll my eyes replying, "I know."
***
The car ride was silent. All the way there, no one spoke. Not even Cade or Liv.
I glanced at Chance helplessly thinking of what he was going to do to me. Because well, I lied to him, which he did not take well... and I apparently didn't listen when he said no? Oh whatever.
He pulls up to our home and parked the car. I swung open my door, only to be grabbed by Chance and thrown over his shoulder. Just like I suspected.
He walked into the house and set me down in the kitchen. "You don't look so mad, like I guessed." Chance yawned.
I got a cup and poured water into it.
"I'm not mad." I promised him, raising my cup over his head and dumping it over his head.
"But I am." He whisper hissed and threw me back over his shoulder. I'm really getting used to this...
Chance stomped up three stairs before smacking my butt hard. I'm not getting used to this.. What is his problem? Ouch, jeez. Such a loser, a dork, a big drama queen and a faker.
He walked up the rest of the stairs and stormed in the bedroom. He sat me on the bed and stared at me.
"What?" I glared at him.
He rolled his eyes before taking off his blazer and shirt underneath, revealing that 6 pack once again.
He smirks and crawled under the sheets and duvet.
"You going to sleep in that thing or not?" He asked me. I shook my head and grabbed a pair shorts and a long-sleeve. I walked into the bathroom and changed, and walked out and crawled under the sheets and duvet.
"So what kind of 'trouble' am I in?" I ask.
He closed his eyes and said quietly, "Well for starters, I have your phone... and you can leave the house without me, you can't have your phone unless I say... And well we'll see how that goes."
I glare at him. First, he made me cry, second, he smacked my butt and third he stole my phone?! I don't think so.
"Give me my phone!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Chance chuckled and pulled me close.
"Nope."
"Please?"
"No."
I kick and fuss around until Chance puts his hand on my back. "Don't have a tantrum, Babe. You can have it tomorrow, okay?"
"No I want it now!" I bawl.
He covers my mouth with his hand and shook his head, "Just go to sleep. I'll give it back for a bit tomorrow." He promises.
I close my eyes breath out. I bury my face in Chance's chest and whimper.
God, you have to stop crying! He's not going to have the phone forever.
"I just want my phone." I wail.
Chance rubs my back and kissed my forehead, "Shhhhh. Go to sleep."
"But I want it! I'll dump water on you again."
"I'll smack you again." I fall silent. I'm totally not up for that, plus he hits hard.
"No thank yoooouuu."
"That's what I thought. Go to bed."
"No! I want my phone and I am going to get my phone!" I holler.
Swat.
He swats me and I grunt.
He chuckles softly and whispers, "Are you going to go to bed?"
I nod, I guess I lost.
"Good." He smirks and closed his eyes.
